Silence of the night Moonlight, The glows mean its Still night. Silence grows My soul fades, My heart is quiet. The night covers Everything in sight. We are not allowed A light. You just have to Listen, You have to listen Intensely, as The night stalks Everything in Sight.
Silence of the night Moonlight, The glows mean its Still night. Silence grows My soul fades, My heart is quiet. The night covers Everything in sight. We are not allowed A light. You just have to Listen, You have to listen Intensely, as The night stalks Everything in Sight.
soft yet firm
lips
curvy yet solid
hips
intense yet dreamy
gentle yet rough
forced yet free
chiling yet steamed
hot yet icey
skin
wet yet dry
sweat
streaks and screams
plays and rests
and creases in the seams
and in between
her breasts
love along with all sorts
of things
caressed
smooth yet glimmering
eyes
quiet yet loud
noises
dim yet bright
tender yet strong
firm yet faint
distant yet near
tight yet loose
grips
constant yet yielding
dips
intense yet dreamy
streaks and screams
smooth yet glimmering
lips, eyes, and skin
senses and explorations
tastes and flavors
new discoveries and
constant pleasures
l
moonlight
(helpless)
on stripped nectarine
(ly yours)
supplication
(desperate)
eyes tremble
(ly yours)
blush through stranded forest
(aching)
sparrow hands on thighs
(ly yours)
your leather throat
(let me)
and link and link
(be yours)
shine silver across chasms
(forev)
a bodys breadth
(er yours)
to my wrist
My hand I reach to you...
Shivers crawl through my body...
I touch your skin...
You quiver with each motion my fingers make,
responding as I ever so gently explore you.
I look upon your face,
to be lost in the depth of your eyes...
I run a hand lightly across your breast,
I'm entranced by your beauty,
no longer able to resist...
Together we embrace,
flesh meets flesh,
two bodies join as one,
two minds entwine in ecstatic bliss...
Whispered moans escape our lips,
we indulge in our pleasures...
Our hearts beat in synchronized rhythm,
scorched by the fires of our heated passion,
too strong to be extinguished...
Streaks torn do
It doesn't matter what the hell I think,
To touch you while I'm breathing down your neck.
It doesn't matter if you want to strut,
You know you love it and I don't forget.
Approaching you is walking razor's edge,
The times we don't connect are pretty rare.
'Cause taking you at once is on my mind,
And when you sulk I'm Johnny on the spot.
I know when you think I'm not watching you,
The way you stroke your mane before the mirror.
I pull out all my toys that buzz & twitch
And come up from behind to show you which.
You turn to face me and you take your pick,
As if regarding bouquets that I hold.
The brazen in you turns me inside-out,
Delighting
I'll lay you down upon this bed,
Eyes blinded with a strip of black cloth.
I'll take my time to circle around you.
Enjoying the light aroma of fear and sweat;
Mixed with just a hint of excitement.
I'll see your legs pushed together,
Perhaps in anticipation.
Or would it be the butterflies;
That dance a shade of scarlet upon your cheeks.
I'll take my time to run these fingers
Along your soft milky white skin.
And even before you part your lips to confirm it,
I'll already know that you belong to me.
Oh sweet seductress
Why must you torment me so?
Why must you twist me
around your fingers
like a child's plaything?
Your words,
ever drawing me closer...
Your lips,
ever pulling me deeper...
into your grasp
Why must you torment me so?
Oh my sweet seductress why?
Your body... tight against mine,
locking me down under your will
Your hands... ever so gentle,
caressing me into your trap
So subtle your touch...
So sly your message...
There's something behing those eyes
Controlling me from the inside out
taking me heart and pinning it about
Like a worn voodoo doll
Causing me grief...
Is that what you wish?
If it is let me kn